tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32414509.post223682712289535215..comments2015-03-03T07:51:11.483-07:00Comments on Tracing the Tribe: The Jewish Genealogy Blog: My mother, the genius!Schelly Talalay Dardashtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10930641777765846278noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32414509.post-11163585888135955482009-03-01T08:24:00.000-07:002009-03-01T08:24:00.000-07:00Hi, sweetie! I'm glad you enjoyed this post and th...Hi, sweetie! I'm glad you enjoyed this post and that you remembered the tale of the soup! I had completely blocked this from my familial memory bank because cooked cabbage in any form isn't on my list of incredible edibles. When we were kids and Mom or Grandma made those huge pots of fragrant stuffed cabbage, I would unroll each one, put the leaf to one side and only eat the meat stuffing. Coleslaw is different!Schelly Talalay Dardashtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10930641777765846278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32414509.post-76107507587899597112009-03-01T07:59:00.000-07:002009-03-01T07:59:00.000-07:00What can I say? Reading this was the best way for...What can I say? Reading this was the best way for me to start my morning...<BR/><BR/>I do, however, need to remind you of the one food-related horror that I will never forget.<BR/>One cold day Mom made cabbage-soup - that wonderful sweet &amp; sour combination. I remember sitting down at dinner that night anticipating that comforting blended flavor. We all took that first spoonful as Mom watched us. After a lot of quizzical looks, and gallons of water, she admitted what had happened that day. <BR/>She was adjusting the flavors of the cooking soup and needed to add some salt. As she tipped the salt shaker over the pot the top fell off and ALL the salt spilled in. She must have thought we wouldn&#39;t notice. Needless to say the soup had to get tossed. But I learned that lesson - I am still very careful whenever I add salt to any recipe!Lorraine Ashman (Snisner)noreply@blogger.com